The Poet And a Reader

Sometimes poets wrote
not be be understood

sometime poets wrote
to be understood

sometimes poets wrote
because it was their role Continue reading

Your Present

Your simple goodnights made me shiver
Even your smileys made me wonder

Drifting, I am soaring; I thought
Overloading happiness you always brought

And now it’s Christmas time
What you give, it’s more than a dime Continue reading

Master of Words

i lost my desire to write
but it’s just always there
beneath me

i lost my desire to write
but i’d rather say
i’ll write again Continue reading

S’es

Sleep wouldn’t come
Summoned from different entity
Still nowhere to be found

Something did turn up
Some words uncalled from nonentity
Singing to my hands Continue reading

Isn’t a Dark World After All

Been reading poetry
Written by bleeding hearts

Been seeking for happy thoughts
Between each lines tossed

Pure grief –all that I found
What a distressing world lies within us

Kill some time and watch the night sky
The radiance brought by million of stars Continue reading